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- Mike Green
- Peter Munters
- Nick Bailey
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- Emo
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Over It - Текст песни Partner In Crime
You and I make the same face when we lie,
Searching the heart for a better disguise,
I don't know whether to laugh or to cry,
It's all the same.
The stage is contagious but so is the lie,
You know it's good if it catches your eye,
Follow your tail till the day that you die,
Who's to blame?
We both knew forever is a very long time,
But it couldn't keep us from this dotted line life,
Now the next chapter is the one who decides,
Like it's all that matters.
With a tense wrist you turn the page,
Treading the dice you cast away,
What is there left to laugh about?
I doubt it's what you wanted.
The stage is contagious but so is the lie,
You know it's good if it catches your eye,
Follow your tail till the day that you die,
Who's to blame?
Boredom in your hand like a loaded gun,
Your trigger finger is burning you numb,
Who's gonna save me when my hero's gone,
Down the drain?
We both knew forever is a very long time,
But it couldn't keep us from this dotted line life,
Now the next chapter is the one who decides,
Like it's all that matters.
With a tense wrist you turn the page,
Treading the dice you cast away,Over It - Partner In Crime - http://ru.motolyrics.com/over-it/partner-in-crime-lyrics.html
What is there left to laugh about?
I doubt it's what you wanted.
I thought you'd know better by now,
Than to trust this to someone else,
Dues I thought we agreed to pay,
What we held dear you flanted.
Hey partner in crime,
Ya partner in crime,
I think next time you hit the light,
Ask yourself,
If we don't who's going to write the rhyme?
Boredom in your hand like a loaded gun,
Your trigger finger is burning you numb,
Who's gonna save me when my hero's gone,
Down the drain?
You and I make the same face when we lie,
Searching the heart for a better disguise,
I don't know whether to laugh or to cry,
It's all the same.
Down the drain.
With a tense wrist you turn the page,
Treading the dice you cast away,
What is there left to laugh about?
I doubt it's what you wanted.
I thought you'd know better by now,
Than to trust this to someone else,
Dues I thought we agreed to pay,
What we held dear you flanted.
You flanted.
You flanted.